As a middle aged man, and seemingly like many others I had developed an increasingly strong bi curious urge to the point where the need to fulfill the fantasy of being with a man whilst combining this with an even longer passion for dressing in pretty lingerie had taken me to the stage where I was actively looking for someone to take me on the journey.

After explore months of searching, and many skype conversations that led to frustrating dead ends it looked like it might be about to come true.

I was married and my passion for wearing panties and dressing had, by necessity, been a long held secret that I had to be so careful to maintain this. And whilst I tried to kick the urge it always crept back up on me up and left me dying to fulfill the fantasy, even if it was just once.

He had to be patient and understanding and accept that for the first time I may not go very far if the nerves took over. I wanted a man who would understand and let me transform myself so that I could passionately and discretely explore my feminine side and reveal the pretty cotton panties ready for his pleasure.

As I got into my car I could hardly believe it was finally going to happen. Weeks of messaging had resulted in the final message. “I’ll be in the airport hotel on the 17th.” He messaged me on the day to confirm it was room 270 and to be there for 7pm.

I’d been shopping that morning and felt like a naughty schoolboy as i went into several stores scouring the lingerie and ladies clothing departments until I was able to finalise my outfit and it was now in the bag on the car seat next to me.

I arrived, parked and wandered into reception with my bag thinking everyone rize escort knew where i was going. The lift arrived and just as the doors closed a very pretty blonde girl stepped in giving me a dazzling smile as I kept the door open for her. On another day her body and pretty smile would have been all I wanted, but not today. Today was different.

I stepped out onto the second floor and found the room. Hesitating for a moment as I questioned my sanity, I finally raised my hand and knocked. I heard some movement, the door opened and I was greeted with a friendly hello and a smile.

“Thanks for coming. I wasn’t sure if you’d change your mind.”

“I nearly did,” I replied and blushed.

After some small talk he asked what I wanted to watch. He got his ipad out and i showed him to a site with nubile lesbian videos and we settled back to watch as they slowly undressed to their panties and bras and their moans grew louder.

I began to shuffle in the bed as I became aroused in spite of my nerves and it was then he suggested I might want to go to the bathroom and change. I nodded, barely able to speak and picked up my bag.

I shut the door and took and took a deep breath. My fantasy would finally become a reality and I undressed and emptied my bag of girly treasures.

My hands were shaking as I unwrapped the new packet of black lace top stockings and slowly rolled them up my legs taking care not to ladder them. Then I clipped on the black pink lace suspender belt and savoured the feeling of its tightness around my waist. Next was the pretty white lace and cotton bralet which i slipped on over my head, the smallest aa cup i could find to gently bostnews.com hold my own tiny mounds and that made me feel like a young girl wearing her first sexy little bra. Finally I took a breath and stepped into the soft cotton brazilian cute panties, white soft cotton and lace edged. Simple, pretty and innocent and I tucked my soft penis into them, savouring the way the fabric felt against my skin and how the soft thin fabric encased my bottom. Over this i put on a simple short cotton summer dress, baby blue with spaghetti shoulder straps so you could see the pretty thin straps of my bralet underneath.

i called out to see if he was ready and heard a yes and opened the door. He had turned down the lights and sat on the edge of the bed. The girls on the video were in the final throws of their mutual orgasms and their moans echoed around the room.

“Hi, ” I whispered “I hope you like this”. He nodded and held out his his hands inviting me to join him at the edge of the bed. He stood up and told me I looked amazing. I was shaking, but could feel my penis stiffening as he put his arms around me and pulled me towards him. He had changed into a dressing gown and I could see the fabric rising against the pressure of his erection and imagined what it look like and had to stop myself from touching it as I felt rooted to the spot in the moment.

So this was it. I gulped and whispered to him that i was ready, that I wanted him to be gentle and show me the pleaures a man could give me.

He wrapped me in his arms, hands roaming over and under my dress, probing, stroking, caressing me, his lips against my neck until his tongue probed against my lips and we began to passionately kiss.

I moaned, panting as I felt my panties getting wet with precum from my bulging cock and he lifted my dress smiling at the mess i was making in my panties. I felt his breath as he slowly slid a hand up my stockinged thigh and felt him touch the soft damp fabric.

“Please use me,” I gasped and he slid the dress off me revealing my body. His fingers ran over the little cups of my bra and he smiled before reaching down to touch my now rock hard 6 inch slim penis, kissing the slick wet head. I nearly exploded right then, but he held me gently, slowly stroking me as I got harder and began to shake.

“Let me cum into my panties, I want to make a mess in them for you…please…please…oh god…its so good…l feel so naughty…let me cum…please…oh please…oh please…ooooohhhhhhh…I’m so close…oh yes…oh yes…ooooohhhhhhhh my god…”

His gentle strokes took me to the edge and I kissed him feverishly as his hand took me over the edge and I felt the first deep pulse in my panty covered balls and I erupted, Pulse after pulse of hot sticky semen soaked the thin cotton and spread over my tummy, some jets reaching and staining my bralet and I cried out in joy as the orgasm went on and on and my panties got wetter and wetter. Finally the joy ended and I lay there, spent and sticky, smiling at him seeing how big his cock was under his dressing gown.

“Thank you…that was amazing. What can I do for you?”

He opened his dressing gown and I gasped as 8 inches of hard penis sprand into view tipped with a dribble of precum telling me how excited he was in response to pleasuring me

He smiled, leaned forward and kissed me and took hold of my hand and I gasped realising what he wanted next from me…

There will be to follow so watch this space as my bedroom adventures continue.